After a while, Mr. Qian reappeared carrying a carton package and walked slowly from the crowd.
Gao Yi and the other three stopped chatting and hurriedly came forward to greet them.
"If you say one thing, there are really many people."
Mr. Qian gave away all the goods he had on hand, sat down with the lunch tray, and hummed happily: "I just don't know how it tastes... Mader, it's just a little thing, but it's ridiculously expensive."
“It’s better not to have any expectations about the taste of foreign fast food.”
Lao Luo looked at the hot dog he had taken a bite of, chewed it again, frowned slightly and said, "I only tasted the taste of honey mustard, which was a bit too simple."
Gao Yi cut off a piece of pizza with a disposable knife and fork, took a bite, and silently agreed with Lao Luo's words: "Honestly, this pizza reminds me of my cousin's taste."
"Your cousin can also make pizza?" Allen asked in surprise.
Originally, the impression of Gao Yi's cousin was limited to Gao Yi's brief description. Now, in Allen's mind, the image of an Italian with a curly beard emerged vividly.
"Oh, no."
Gao Yi took a sip of mineral water, stretched out his index finger, and explained: "That day he was actually frying sesame cakes in a pan."
The Italian image in Allen's imagination was instantly shattered.
"Lao Gao, we agreed to take a seat, but now we've all come to lay the floor ourselves. What are you going to tell the senior sister later?" Lao Luo said worriedly, thinking about danger in times of peace.
"What a big deal."
Gao Yi waved his hand casually and said with a slight smile: "There are so many people, even if they are looking for us, they may not be able to find us."
"If asked, I will say..."
Mr. Qian stretched out his finger and secretly poked Gao Yi behind him.
Gao Yi looked back and saw several familiar figures standing as if he were very close.
The girls temporarily changed into casual clothes, and each figure left the cover of the loose black robe, and immediately bloomed with different brilliance.
The senior sister had an incomprehensible look in her eyes. She was holding a pile of picnic cloths in her hands and was taking a selfie, making a "pop-pop" sound.
"Lao Gao, what do you want to say..."
Lao Luo bumped Gao Yi with his elbow and whispered.
For no reason, Gao Yi thought of some big shots in dramas. Sometimes a simple word "sit" can express many emotions deep in his heart and enhance his aura.
So, Gao Yi thought, he might as well say something like this.
But as he spoke, he couldn't control the sudden change in his painting style.
"Senior, please sit down."
…
After the restless lunch, Gao Yi reached out to take the empty water bottle handed back by Xie Yingying, stuffed it into his bag, and looked at Mr. Qian and the others: "There is still a lot of time before the afternoon activities. Where should we go now?"
Mr. Qian seemed to have expected it, and immediately spoke: "When I was browsing the offline store area this morning, I found a board game store. It seemed interesting to me to watch other people play it. Why don't we go over and have a look?"
Gao Yi and the other three hadn't answered yet, but the girls in the club started asking with great interest, wanting to know the types of board games.
Mr. Qian, an innocent young boy, immediately felt unnatural when being stared at by so many eyes of the opposite sex.
He scratched the back of his head and explained sheepishly: "Well, how should I put it, have you ever played Script Killing? This is a simplified version of the board game similar to Script Killing, with many things replaced by cards."
"There are quite a lot of scripts. I have seen several of them this morning, such as White Blood Forest, Family Travel, and Doll House. They are quite atmospheric to play."
After listening to Mr. Qian's introduction, Xie Yingying's eyebrows curled up, as if she had been hit in the strike zone, and her interest immediately increased: "It sounds very interesting. Senior sister, let's go and have a look, too?"
"Now the rest area is full and there is no place for us to rest. We can't sit there until the afternoon performance, right?"
"President~senpai~take us there to have a look~"
Xie Yingying seemed to be a clarion call to charge, immediately triggering a follow-up attack from other girl club members. Under such a torrential attack, the senior sister, a good president who had never wanted to refuse in the first place, of course agreed.
"Hey, I'm telling you guys, hurry up and show your attitude. Mother-in-law, why are girls more cheerful than you?"
Mr. Qian turned his head and continued to glare at Gao Yi and the others.
"No, Boss Qian, I want to participate in the game area bonus..." Allen raised his hand and stood up to refute.
Mr. Qian was so sentimental that he blocked Allen's shot and said, "But pull it down. Do you think I didn't go to your place to watch this morning? Can you eat chicken? Don't you have the abc number in your mind?"
"Let's go, let's go. Lao Gao, why are you still acting like a lady? Hurry up and leave."
Gao Yi reluctantly put away his phone.
He had a hunch that he would soon find the most suitable antique style for this customization, but he never expected that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway and would be captured as a companion.
What's the point of killing in a script... We are all killed from the real-life version of "Ghost Stories on Campus".
Gao Yi shrugged.
The two groups of people followed Mr. Qian's lead and soon arrived at a simply decorated store. In the lobby, apart from the front desk, there were glass tables arranged neatly.
Because of the current time, the place seems a bit empty at this time.
"Hello, who are you?"
The clerk at the front desk immediately came to greet me and asked enthusiastically.
"Excuse me, is there a script suitable for the number of people we have now?" As the leader, Mr. Qian shouldered the responsibility of communication.
"this……"
The clerk smiled apologetically: "Sorry, we don't have scripts that can support such a large number of people at the moment."
"ah……"
Mr. Qian was in trouble. He didn't know what the two groups of people behind him were thinking. Just as he was thinking of a solution, Gao Yi suggested: "How about we open two books?"
"sure."
The shop assistant nodded with a smile and suggested, "How many people are there on your side? I'll show you what's suitable."
I originally thought that the problem was solved, but I didn't expect that after the two groups of people were divided, Gaoyi's place met the minimum number of people, but the club still faced the problem of exceeding the number of people.
The clerk made an apologetic suggestion: "The number of boys here is a bit small, why don't you bring two more people over?"
Xie Yingying jumped to Gao Yi's side.
"There is one more..."
The senior sister joined Gao Yi's team with an expressionless face.
She didn't care much about entertainment projects. It didn't matter where she went, as long as the members had fun.
"alright."
The clerk clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Now let's choose the script. Do you want to choose randomly or choose independently? As a reminder, our store is currently active. If you clear the randomly selected script, you can get a mysterious reward.
Oh~"
Having said that, they must have chosen randomly.
On the glass table, the cards are lined up.
Information about the relevant script is written on the back of the card.
"Who will choose?"
Gao Yi glanced at the two girls in the neighborhood, and then looked at his opponent, Mr. Qian.
Mr. Qian made a declining gesture, indicating that he had been in bad luck recently and might get a script from the underworld.
Either way, my luck has been bad recently. Gao Yi was immediately amused: I haven't drawn a card for a long time recently. I think I must be very lucky. Why don't I draw it myself?
The senior sister had no objection.
Xie Yingying patted Gao Yi on the shoulder, indicating that she was optimistic about you.
So Gao Yi reached out, randomly selected a card and turned it over.
What a script!
The other five people immediately moved their heads over.